Four hours I played Bejewlled Quest.
I thought surely it must end soon?
And don't call me Shirley.
So last night I stopped myself at 9:30 (instead of the 11:38 of the previous evening) and thought ... hum ... I'll just have a little bit of a read and then ... lo ... it was 12:38.
What is with the 38's?
Still. I didn't even have a glass of wine the other night. Or any snacks.
Perhaps I shall call this 'the bling diet'?